Night of the Broken Gliph - Chapter 570

At the bottom of the lake lay various items, such as copper coins left by young ladies and gentlemen of Great Wisdom City as their indiscreet vows of love.

But mostly there were normal seaweed-looking aquatic plants, now red after being soaked in blood-coloured water, adding a hint of eeriness.

“Destroy all the plants, but leave some for us to work on,” Chui Yim ordered Hung Siu like Hung Siu was any ordinary servant, earning him a glare from the five-chambered glipher.

What a daring teen to order a five-chambered glipher as he likes. But Hung Siu did as told, plucking about forty plants out and turning the rest into ashes with his energy.

“What plant is this?” The group consisted of many elites in medicine and alchemy, but nobody could identify the plant.

Being a genius in alchemy, Ping San Yat could roughly make out information about it. “A type of gliphic plant that feeds on the Heavenly Silver Waterfall’s energy. Look, it’s kind of odd; it’s only able to absorb and store, but is unable to digest the energy.”

He picked up another longer, fatter plant. “This one has yet to expel the energy it stored.

“While this one has already expelled its energy.” Ping San Yat picked up another shorter and weaker-looking plant.

All of a sudden, Kung-Suen Pok smacked the table angrily. “It’s the most critical moment now yet you guys are still looking at these stupid plants?” Clan Leader Kung-Suen Pok was full of sorrow. He just lost his son, Kung-Suen Cheung, to this incident, and his daughter Kung-Suen Ching Lau was similarly in a critical situation – a coma.

He really could not accept the fact that he might lose both his children in a short period. If Kung-Suen Ching Lau failed to make it, Kung-Suen Pok might leave the world with them.

As the clan leader of Southern Ping’s Ping Clan, Ping San Yat took this matter calmly. “I’d like to make it clear that it’s Great Wisdom City who asked for our help in curing your offspring. We owe you nothing,” he said, looking at all the important figures of Great Wisdom City. Some were clan leaders while some were principals of famous martial arts schools.

“We are using our own method to diagnose and treat the patients. If Great Wisdom City disapproves of our method, then we’ll head back to Southern Ping immediately using the teleportation gliph formation; it’s fine with us.”

Kung-Suen Pok’s expression fell. He knew that he lacked knowledge in terms of alchemy and medicine. Thus, he softened his voice and placed his hands together politely. “I’m sorry, Clan Leader Ping. Worry makes one anxious.”

“I’m aware of your worries, but as glipheons, we need to stay calm during this critical period.” Ping San Yat returned the courtesy. “Who will take care of the patients if even we are panicking?”

The group looked at him respectfully and bowed towards the Southern Ping doctors in gratitude.

On the other hand, Chui Yim ignored them from the start, only paying attention to the plants on the table, the weird feeling in him rising again.

It only took them less than half an hour to reach the lake, find the plants, and return to Great Wisdom City.

Five more young cultivators lost their lives to Wai Chung Yin’s plan.

They had more than a hundred one-chambered and two-chambered patients, way more than just three-chambered cultivators. After almost all the three-chambered cultivators had passed on, the remaining one-chambered and two-chambered cultivators were the city’s remaining hope.

The loss of every young cultivator would be a huge price, especially to those who knew about the entire story. They felt that Wai Chung Yin was an evil man, but who were they to curse him? Wai Chung Yin had lost his entire clan, and now, there were no more Wai Clan members left in the world as Wai Chung Yin committed suicide after plotting this revenge. Since there were no more Wai Clan members left in this world, who was the city supposed to blame now?

Three hours later, the entire living room was extremely depressed. Within three hours, they lost twenty more teenagers, including Lam Kuk Ho, the grandson of Clan Leader Lam.

Clan Leader Lam was drowning in tears, but he tried his best not to wail. Everyone’s heart ached to watch him, and Kung-Suen Pok patted him to comfort him.

This was the saddest day since Great Wisdom City was founded. What was worse was that they were unable to stop the victims from passing on.

Other than the three-chambered cultivators, those two-chambered cultivators that fell victim to this incident were the future of this city, and these elites were mostly not from any clan but ordinary families, discovered to have talent for cultivation. Most of their parents were commoners or weak cultivators, and their children were their pride and hope.

The entire Great Wisdom City plunged into a frenzied madness, a seething cauldron of unrest outside of Hung Mansion as parents demanded an explanation. However, the Hung Clan would not allow them to enter in case the illness was contagious.

The seemingly tranquil hall belied the terrifying riot unfolding outside Hung Mansion, which was now in chaos.

And this was the result of one person’s perfect revenge.

“We must have missed something important…” Mo-Yung Chung spoke to himself. He frowned so hard that his wrinkles pulled up together. “What are those seaweeds? They do not have any special medicinal properties.”

On the other hand, the Wong Clan Leader, Wong Ding Tin, spoke up. He was old, but proficient in medicine and alchemy. “I roughly have an idea.

“The Heavenly Silver Waterfall is a product of an ancient gliphic beast that’s incompatible with the human body, which is why the Blood Purification Pill was created to prevent poison from seeping into the cultivators’ bodies. It’s been useful for the past few centuries, proving that it’s effective.

“The seaweeds store the waterfall’s energy in them… the same energy that’s considered poison to our bodies.

“The seaweeds then release this energy, which means they could potentially release all this stored blood poison in one go.

“Now, all that energy was released at the same time, the concentration of blood poison is doubled, and that Wai guy didn’t even need to alter the pill since it’s not designed for such a concentration to begin with!”

Wong Ding Tin slapped his thigh, feeling that he made a lot of sense. Even the rest were agitated.

“Yes!”

“Which means that the cure would simply be an advanced version of the Blood Purification Pill, a grade-two Blood Purification Pill?” Ping San Yat was in deep thought.

“However. We have seen the recipe, and other than the odd main ingredient, a variation of Longevity Vines, other ingredients are normal and barely enough to make a grade-one pill as is. If we forcefully add in gliphic plants to improve its effectiveness, the longevity vines won’t be able to handle the energy, even if they’re a variation.”